42: Go down the mountain to sell, and be a hands-off shopkeeper

Outside the hall, a figure quickly walked in. It was the third Disciple, Ling Ke'er, who had just come out of seclusion, and her Cultivation had advanced further, reaching the Peak of the Qi Refinement Stage 7th level.

At this moment, although her Cultivation was still shallow, her every move already carried a hint of Immortal Aura.

The arrogance and coldness from her previous life as a Martial Emperor had been diluted significantly, replaced by a transcendental etherealness.

“Disciple Ling Ke’er respectfully greets Revered Master.” She bowed respectfully, her Phoenix eyes filled with endless reverence and gratitude towards Lu Yuchen.

If not for Revered Master’s guidance, she would probably still be struggling in the quagmire of the Martial Dao, unable to even glimpse a fraction of this vast Immortal path.

“Rise.” Lu Yuchen didn’t even lift his eyelids, lazily waving his hand.

“You’ve just scratched the surface of the Mystic Maiden Heart Sutra, how does it feel?”

Upon hearing this, Ling Ke’er’s delicate body trembled almost imperceptibly.

Revered Master… he even knew the name of the Cultivation Technique she had comprehended so clearly!

Such methods were truly heaven-shattering and unfathomable!

She became even more respectful, lowering her head and saying, “Reporting to Revered Master, this Disciple is dull-witted, only barely grasping a superficial understanding, with less than one-tenth of its profound mysteries.”

“Hmm, knowing you’re dull-witted means there’s still hope.” Lu Yuchen took a sip of tea and spoke slowly, his tone flat, yet it instantly stiffened Ling Ke’er’s pretty face.

“I thought you would get cocky after comprehending a little something.”

“In a mere seven days, you’ve only just managed to grasp the basics of an incomplete Immortal scripture; such speed, if spoken aloud, would disgrace my Tai Xuan Immortal Sect.”

These words almost caused Ling Ke’er’s Dao Heart to collapse on the spot.

Seven days!

From scratch, comprehending an Immortal scripture!

Such speed, if placed in any Sect in the Cultivation world of a storybook, would be enough to be worshipped as a miracle!

Yet, in Revered Master’s mouth, it became “disgraceful”?

Is the gap between people really that big?

Or is Revered Master’s standard already so high that she cannot imagine it?

Ling Ke’er felt both wronged and shocked, but more than that, there was a realization called “it should be so.”

That’s right, this is an Immortal Sect, and Revered Master is an unfathomable Immortal.

Her small achievements, in the face of the true Immortal Dao, are probably… truly not worth mentioning.

“Disciple knows her mistake and will redouble her efforts to live up to Revered Master’s expectations!” Ling Ke’er bit her red lip lightly and nodded heavily, that unyielding spirit once again ignited.

“Hmm, teachable indeed.” Lu Yuchen nodded with satisfaction, his heart already blooming with joy.

A little discipline, it’s a must!

If he didn’t rein them in, these children of Luck would get too full of themselves, and how could he then calmly act as the mastermind and fleece them?

“Go call Lin Fan; I have something to tell him,” Lu Yuchen instructed.

“Yes, Revered Master.”

Not long after.

The Eldest Disciple, Lin Fan, and the Third Disciple, Ling Ke’er, stood respectfully, one on each side, with their hands down in front of Lu Yuchen.

“Recently, I occasionally observed the celestial phenomena and had some insights.

I need to go out for a trip, wander the Mortal World, and seek some Opportunity.” Lu Yuchen put on a profound expression and slowly spoke.

In reality, he was just bored and wanted to see what Nanny, that girl, was up to on Hua Mountain, and incidentally… it was also time to prepare for the next “tool person,” Xiao Huohuo.

Lin Fan and Ling Ke’er both felt a chill in their hearts upon hearing this.

“Revered Master, you are going down the mountain?” Lin Fan asked with concern, “Do you need this Disciple to accompany you?”

“No need.” Lu Yuchen waved his hand.

“Your Cultivation is still shallow; following me would only hinder my progress.”

These words were very hurtful, but Lin Fan and Ling Ke’er felt… they made a lot of sense.

“After I leave the mountain, all Sect affairs will temporarily be managed by you, Lin Fan, as the Senior Brother.” Lu Yuchen looked at Lin Fan, “The Cultivation of the Outer Sect Disciples must not be neglected.”

“Yes, Master! This Disciple will strictly obey your command!” Lin Fan nodded heavily, his face full of responsibility and commitment.

Lu Yuchen then looked at Ling Ke’er: “Ke’er, although you joined the Sect most recently, your Comprehension Ability is excellent.

While I am away, you must diligently Cultivate the Mystic Maiden Heart Sutra and not relax in the slightest.

At the same time, assist your Senior Brother in handling miscellaneous Sect affairs.”

“This Disciple understands!” Ling Ke’er respectfully responded.

“Alright, you may both go.” Lu Yuchen waved his hand, adopting an air of “you may withdraw, I am about to ascend.”

After the two left, Lu Yuchen stood up from his rocking chair, stretched, and his bones crackled with crisp sounds.

“It’s time to go see my precious grand-disciples’ Hua Mountain Sword Tournament.” A playful arc curved at the corner of his mouth, and his figure flickered, disappearing within the main hall.

The next moment, a streak of light, imperceptible to the naked eye, shot up from Tianzhu Peak, tearing through the clouds, and streaked towards the Great Song Dynasty.

…Two days later.

Hua Mountain, Sword Tournament Platform.

The massive platform, paved with bluestone, stood at the Peak of Hua Mountain, shrouded in mist, like an Immortal realm.

At this moment, the area around the platform was already packed with people, a dense crowd.

Martial Forest heroes from all corners of the world and elite Disciples from various Schools had surrounded the place, making it impenetrable.

The Five Supremes: Eastern Heretic, Western Venom, Southern Emperor, Northern Beggar, and Central Divine, had already arrived, each occupying a position, meditating with closed eyes.

Their powerful Aura, though not actively unleashed, still made the surrounding air viscous.

In a corner of the crowd.

“Wow! So many people!” Nanny, riding on Qin Jiu’s neck, was so excited that she danced with her hands and feet, her small face flushed.

Xiao Huohuo stood by, looking at the five legendary Martial Forest myths, his eyes filled with shock and longing.

“Huh?” Just then, Nanny’s big, bright eyes suddenly locked onto the Emei Sect’s formation.

She saw a familiar figure.

“It’s that bad woman!” Nanny pointed at Cloud Mirage, indignantly telling Xiao Huohuo, “Xiao Huohuo, look, she’s here too!”

Xiao Huohuo looked in the direction she pointed, his body suddenly stiffened, and his face instantly became somewhat unnatural.

Cloud Mirage seemed to sense something and also looked this way.

The moment her gaze met Xiao Huohuo’s, she was first stunned, then a mocking and disdainful smirk appeared at the corner of her mouth, completely undisguised.

Beside her, an arrogant Emei female Disciple, seeing Cloud Mirage’s unusual expression, followed her gaze.

Upon seeing Xiao Huohuo, who was dressed ordinarily and had a weak Aura, she couldn’t help but sneer, “Junior Sister Cloud Mirage, isn’t that your ‘Genius’ fiancé who had his engagement broken off?”

“What? Does such a good-for-nothing also qualify to come to Hua Mountain to watch the battle? Aren’t you afraid of being scared to death by the Aura of the Great Grandmasters?”

The voice was not loud, but it was exceptionally sharp and harsh, clearly reaching the ears of many people around.

In an instant, countless gazes, filled with mockery, disdain, and schadenfreude, focused on Xiao Huohuo.

Xiao Huohuo’s face instantly turned a livid shade of purple!

Humiliation!

Fury!

Raging anger burned wildly in his chest!

He clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails almost digging into his flesh!

“You…”

“You’re the good-for-nothing! Your whole family is good-for-nothings!” Before Xiao Huohuo could react, a clear, loud, yet incredibly domineering childish voice suddenly erupted!

Nanny, riding on Qin Jiu’s neck, put her small hands on her hips, pointed at the talkative Emei female Disciple, and unceremoniously cursed back.

“You long-tongued ugly monster! If you dare to say one more word, believe it or not, this Senior Sister will tear your mouth apart!”